The last member of my small family wasn’t waiting for me on the drive when I got home last night. As of this morning she had still not appeared and since the food at the back door hadn’t been touched its likely something happened to her early yesterday. The only other time she disappeared like this someone had given her a severe head injury and her right eye never stopped weeping after that. She’s actually very attached to me and follows me to the shops as well as being bolted to me about the house. So staying out all night is not a feature. In fact last night was the first time in nearly twenty years there wasn’t a cat on my bed to wake me up at 5am and demand food.
She has always been far too adventurous and friendly for her own good and was never destined to pass of old age. I’ll be doing a mail drop tonight but I don’t honestly expect to see her again. She wandered in staving one Christmas when her family went on holiday and the person who was suposed to feed her forgot. They came and got her five times before they worked out she didn’t live with them anymore and I’m not one to waste my time fighting the will of a cat who has decided to live with me. Since then she has never missed a meal or gone without attention. For a small cat she leaves a large hole.